Wednesday, May 18, 2011

That's Education!

Calypso will be having her wisdom teeth out today so depending upon how that goes I may or may not be scarce in the blogosphere. When she was collecting assignments from various teachers she ran into her film studies teacher from last year. He asked if she'd be getting any good drugs after the ordeal. She said she expected to. He then loaded her up on several films he said were either best watched or just fun when one is completely stoned. She said he also made some specific recommendations as to which painkillers go best with which movie.

Tod Browning's Freaks (which came with a special warning from the teacher saying viewers should either be high as a kite or completely sober to see this because it is completely....freaky. I suppose Calypso will watch it stoned and I will watch it sober then we can compare notes.).

I dare the government to measure this sort of education on a standardized test. If they even try I'll suggest they've OD'd on some sort of drugs themselves.

As always prayers and good thoughts for ease of procedure and recovery would be greatly appreciated.

17 comments:

Film studies is one thing but my brother-in-law, who took seven years to get a simple four year business degree by flunking out of college several times, once bragged he took a semister course to bring his GPA up that examined the the first three Star Wars movies, episodes 4-6.

Told my son I would put a foot up his butt if he pulled something similar.

I'll admit to being profoundly ambivalent about 'Film Studies' classes (even tho I think Jen actually took one, which counted for her freshman English requirement). At least, as I've known them to be taught. . .

When I was in college, there was a Comic Book class that, if you were lucky enough to get into it, also counted for the freshman English requirement. But even among the students, who of course loved it, it was widely regarded as a joke. . .

That is one excellent teacher she has there. I mean it. He obviously cares about her and what she'll be going through, and he's tried to ease her pain and make her coming day or two more pleasant. What more could you ask of a human being?

As for Freaks, if you've not seen it before, I'd suggest doing so sober. I don't expect you're the type to be upset by it, but added emotional baggage from pharmaceuticals could make it an experience some people might wish to forget. You do know that many of the actors are actual sideshow performers with some fairly significant physical lacks (or additions), right? The overly empathetic might find it grueling.

That teacher is a hoot--clearly he knew she's got her head on enough that he could joke around with her and treat her without condescension, as they talked stonage and movie watching. Dr. Strangelove would be a freaky option, too.